The Warner sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1885-1???, 1887-03-11
an EEaoiC SOLDIER DUDE.

He joined our company at V~lcKspur9
Just before the siege, and none of us
felt enough interest in him to make
any inquiries, says the Atlanta Con-
stitution. His extreme youth-he
was about sixteen-would have excit'
ed our sympathy under other circum-
stances, but the warworn veterans in
the trenches had no use for the curled
darl1ngs of the parlor, and Little
Dandy's" appearance was against
him.
The lad wore the gray uniform OF a
private, but it vas Of the very finest
material, finer than anything worn by
our Generals. His buttons had an
unsoldierly glitter. He sported white
handkerchief, carried a pocket mir
ror, and every morning ne combed
and curled his golden locks until they
looked like d girls tresses.
Hello, Little Dandy" yelled the
soldiers whenever the young fellow
passed them.
To the rough salutation he always
responded with a bow and a smile,
but his soft ways did not win favor.
When we met him in town we passed
him by without notice, and in camp
we let him alone. Little Dandy was
proud after afashion, too proud to no.
tice the many Sights heaped upon
him. He went through the routine
duties without complaint, but nothing
could induce him to abandon his peck
ct mirror and his fancy toilets.
The siege was well under way, and
we were no better acquainted with
Little Dandy than at first. He shar-
ed our meals OF mouldy corn bread
and mule meat without q murmur,
and it must be admitted that this
somewhat raised him in our estima-
ton. But we still had to learn what
q true heart beat behind those glitter
ing buttons.
An angle OF the enemy's works was
dangerously close to our entrench-
ments, and we had to keep our heads
well sheltered. When we raised O hat
on the muzzle of O. musket it was in
variably riddled with bullets. One
morning we found our men being pick
ed up by an unseen sh~arpshooter at
the rate of five or six an hour. This
a8tonished us, because We were all
keeping under cover, and the men who
were killed all occupied well-protected
positions.
Where was the sharpshooter? This
was the uppermost question IL every
mind. We were not long in satisfying
ourselves on this point. Just outside
the angie of the Federal works stood
o giant oak, whose leafy top afforded
an admirable covert for a rifeman. A
vigilant scrutiny convinced US that
the man who was doing such deadly
work in our ranks was concealed in
this tree. To reach it he must have
made his way there during the night
and he would have to remain there all
day. :
But we conld not stand it even one
day. His aim was SO unerring that
every time his rife cracked aConfeder-
ate bit the dust. We tried q rattling
discharge OF musketry, but a moment
later the reports OF the rife rang out
AID another of our comrades fell.
1t was evident that from our posi-
tion it was almost impossible to hit
the Federal riheman. II we succeed
ed in bringing him down it would be
by some lucky random shot. Posi-
bly, a man outside the works would be
able to draw a bead on our wary foe
man, but he would be under the guns
OF the enemy, and there would be a
thousand chances against him.
"I'll kill him or diel" cried shrAl
voice.
Good Godl It's little dandy
shouted a dozen men.
At the risk of our lives va peeped
over our breastworkS.
Little Dandy had already made his
way to the open space between the
works, and was edging around the
right of the tree. The Federals saw
what he was up to, and fired a broad
side. When the smoke cleared away
and they saw the boy, with a flushed
lace and streaming hair, aiming his
gun at the top of the old oak, there
was a tremendous cheer. 1t rolled
along both lines, the hoarse Federal
shout mingled with the wild rebel
yell.n
Bangl
A man in blue came tumbling and
crashing through the tree and struck
the ground with a dull thud.
1t was the sharpshooterl
Another cheer rent the air. but this
time it came from the Confederates
alone. A sheet Of flame blazed along
the Federal works, but when the
smoke lifted we saw Little Dandy
coming full till in that direction with
a smile on his face.
'fIbree cheers for Little Dandyl''
leaped from hundreds of throats, as
be vaulted over the breastworks. and